Foundation (feat. Siravelli)

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Vallad

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I'm from the slums where the bums eat crumbs
Where niggas that tote poles with clips and drums
Nightmare out in Philly, man it ain't much fun
Go and get you a gun, woah
I learned certain situations make some niggas fold
Some real niggas bold
Some real hittas and drillas you wouldn't even know
Shit, all this pain we spark a L and just let it go
The same thing for the dessi' click it and let it blow
I love the sight of the switchy tap it and let it roll
He mad I'm kicking it with bitch nigga that was the goal
Tell her kick rocks, hit the road after she take my soul
Ya know
Different flow
Voices saying they won't hear 'em
17 Shots, prayers help but they won't heal 'em
We got automatic shit they hit our mans we gotta kill them

We'll just wait for somebody to come
It'll be ok

Look in the mirror lil nigga is that the real him?
Will I grab the smith bust shots and go and send them
God, please don't deliver 'em on seen when we send them
Got ya whole block crying like "why the f*ck we send him?"
Damn

Aye JD
Wassup moe
I-I think you gotta kill these niggas
Aye word?
I think you gotta kill these niggas
Just one time for the one time you heard me
Yo pass that shit bro
You already know (Yo this shit on this shit on?)
West side shit, nigga
202, JD
Jewel dropper regime
F*ck is they talkin bout?
Look

Wa-Alaikum-Salaam
Feel the ground underneath your feet sink
Beware you have awaken the god
Make no mistake or façade
This is not drill, I repeat
This is not a, f*ck it I'm hot
Fire trapped inside a 5'10 frame
They tell me not to use my power in vain
I say they lucky if I use it at all
You can either take it now or you can take it easy
Oh my god it's Vallad, well my name precedes me

Bae, we going under and this might sound crazy
But you gotta dig deep just to build foundation
Either that, or this is where they finna put the grave at
Either way we gotta make space
Understand that I chose this
And I'm the one who wrote this to blame
Understand the craft I flown in isn't plain
Yesterday I was celibate now I'm fucking the game
And if you think any different then you fucking insane

Drop you from the heights of congress, MLK then split the difference
Travel down the old A6 and see how I'm living it
D12 to Motown, Marvin probably listening
They throwing more rounds than Mr. Michelin in Michigan
Down to my last, what's the point if they ain't listening
If they try and fence me in
I'm finna hop the fence again
F*ck 'em all, damn right JD been an animal
Dog eat dog world either dead or you a cannibal
Ain't no such thing as the innocent or vigilant
Everyone got a past and a mask what's the difference
Hoppin granny jag and it's sad that she missing this
Grabbing a pen and pad and turn fans into witnesses
Vallad
F*ck

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